The white mark allowed for a manual RPM check on this big steel flywheel on the ground floor. Note how dark the bottom level of the mills is—that’s because all of the equipment is blocking out the light.
The iron holding up the plaster ceiling is rusted to the point the weight of it is bending it right over.
A warped mirror in the rock crusher at the rear of the complex.
The stone chapel sits beside the main house and received a particularly heavy dose of gothic architectural touches.
The primitive chair caught the falling plaster.
Officers got houses and the honor of living near other officers. They call it Officer’s Row.
The side of the maintenance shops, still home to several disassembled electric carts.
Considering the side of Boiler #3’s firebox, where it meets the boiler (between the cylinders). The top piece is where the exhaust is sucked into the chimney, one chimney for each pair of boilers.
A guard shack on top of a hill in the middle of the base. The hill separates the launch pad from the warhead storage building. In other configurations the launch pad is down the road from the Integrated Fire Control buildings, but at MS-40 it was all on one site.
The world’s biggest paper machine was installed here about a century before this photo was taken. The orange in the windows is the brick building across the street–the new part of the plant.